no going around the bush here picking the posies to expose the bleeding tears - sear with the hot rung a rose left dripping with the memories

a convitare of pastries and tea ricevimento of the package a little ballo on skates picking the paint off the fence to place in the box and wrap

yellow flashing white laying brown reaching gray creeping blue floating

and as the shopping gets to heavy… you find someone to lay it on and… pulling the crust off could make i… yolk don’t mix well with it, you c… that the sea gulls land on the moo…

in this globe i am alone or they are in a globe with different rules, ideas and plans no cracks get in the way

it can take the butterfly a long t… stretch its wings to the full leng… using them as antennas to look int… the future and know how many beans… if while fumbling in the pocket, t…

the facade fighting for position making a bubble to wrap in holding all the desires and keeping all the harm out so we think, but harm we cause

if i mix red and blue will it make… or a fragment of the odor it could be the base or nothing at all the wash between cycles

reflecting my Father brings light to the darken glass mirroring His love will be my home pass

broken perfection siege-d by the hand only to find - nothing looking back in the mirror the horror that races through